The dogwood is always the first to change color. I love how the gladiolas just turn another shade of what they are. Not brown. Almost a deepening. The fire grass really bloomed this year. I think it likes the dry heat. Now that the August that seemed like September is almost over, it seems like September will be more like July. Expecting 90 today. And warm days going forward.
In August Soul-o, aka Chicken, aka bugs turned into a fine young man. The cloth bag on the chair is a beautiful gift. Thank you. I use it all the time.